Naira's Haiku

Green leaves cover all

Peeping out into the light

Of the afternoon

Sun blazing up high

Our noses have to endure

This hot “cold season”

The teacher crouches

Low over his desk in front

He has homework too

Papers, posters, ads

A miracle it is to

Find space on the wall

He rattles on and

Tries to teach, we don’t listen

Too focused on work